- Jun 17, 2003
- 285
- 3
- Occupation
- My occupation is whatever I do that requires focus
Like a thief in the night……
They would come….
Audibon and the savoy
Wondering what game
Made them lame
and
their fair maidens
crave the coolness…
of a “Black-Boy”.
Off the train near the
…….125th street stop
Once inside…. pale patrons
become spies
by any other name
still the same
“jitterbug-slash-lindy hop”
Like a thief in the night……….
Taking Big Mama’s
dog for a walk like
it was ….his own
His throne laced with
platinum pain….. hits
pirated from
the depths of
The soul-man’s
brain
couldn’t fly like
Byrd
So you stole…Rock-n-Roll
Couldn’t shim-sham like
Blind Sam
Couldn’t get down like
James brown
Could never croon like
Billie
Copy on….our
sounds and moves
try as you may but
you’ll never feel me….the way
I feel life
Yours ….. driven by need for greed
Mine…..rooted in stress and strife
Forever trying to steal from me
Ever since you stole me
…..Like a thief in the night
They would come….
Audibon and the savoy
Wondering what game
Made them lame
and
their fair maidens
crave the coolness…
of a “Black-Boy”.
Off the train near the
…….125th street stop
Once inside…. pale patrons
become spies
by any other name
still the same
“jitterbug-slash-lindy hop”
Like a thief in the night……….
Taking Big Mama’s
dog for a walk like
it was ….his own
His throne laced with
platinum pain….. hits
pirated from
the depths of
The soul-man’s
brain
couldn’t fly like
Byrd
So you stole…Rock-n-Roll
Couldn’t shim-sham like
Blind Sam
Couldn’t get down like
James brown
Could never croon like
Billie
Copy on….our
sounds and moves
try as you may but
you’ll never feel me….the way
I feel life
Yours ….. driven by need for greed
Mine…..rooted in stress and strife
Forever trying to steal from me
Ever since you stole me
…..Like a thief in the night